Drop

Sometimes you are
a drop of water, free.

You can run anywhere,
not following
those boundaries.

Then I hold you,
make you still,
give you shape,
draw two eyeballs
that pierce the air,
give you wings
to fly, until
you become
a memory.

10 responses to “Until you become a memory”

  1. This was beautiful. I felt it on many levels — like a metaphor for all special exeriences in life. I am sad we forget so many of our memories, though/ Just to think…there are so many of those drops of water somewhere behind us.

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